coverings of the stalls. Heedless of the rain above and

they gave in, consenting, probably, as much because they could not

help themselves, as for any other reason. It was agreed that on the

following day at 12 o'clock, when the tide was going out, I should

take my men and place the canoes in the bay, and let them float out

on the tide across the ocean to the happy hunting-grounds:

At that day there existed in Oregon in vast numbers a species of

wood-rat, and our inspection of the graveyard showed that the canoes

were thickly infested with them. They were a light gray animal,